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The horse-soldiers wheeled round and cleared a path: the foot closed in upon the cart. "We work together no more. You are my slave—and such you shall continue. A hollow plunge, echoed and re-echoed by the walls, marked his descent into the water. Clement's church. You’re not to go. "Out of the beaten track, with a real man for an employer? How would that strike you?" Interest shot into Spurlock's eyes; it spread to his wan face. And I have no more the pistol. God, how old are they now? They must be teenagers. They parked a block away from Michelle’s house in the opposite direction of where the Beck’s lived.
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